Thirst Games

Epicccc

Sad

me neither

;-;

'-'

Killing off Quach is very rude he was everybody’s favorite character 

I'm in f3

And did nothing

You were invisible the whole time 

INVISIBLE OOOOO

YEP

THIS KIND OF INVISIBBLE????

Nice. I didn’t do anything and I‘m in the top 4 lol

For some reason i feel like there’s a pattern of players who didn’t do anything making it into the top few 

I protest, I want more screen time! (Unless I die if I get that screen time)

This is the thirst games. Nearly everyone will die. 

Lol

Truly spoken!

True but now it’s sorta a 1/4 chance lol

This-

This is 

um

i died one chapter after i appeared

im still salty

Chapter 11: Nubby

Nubby was not enjoying these Thirst Games, that was for certain. 

He wasn’t cut out for all this brutal fighting. He had lived a peaceful life, and a peaceful afterlife. Others had spent countless lives preparing for battle. He had spent his time living rather than bringing death on others. 

Yet somehow, against all odds, here he was, still alive. Only three opponents stood between him and getting out of here alive. 

Of course, that didn’t mean he was in good shape. He’d been starving and thirsty throughout most of his time in the arena. There had been various cuts and bruises he’d sustained from panicking running. There seemed to be no sponsors rooting for his success. He didn’t even have any sort of weapon besides the makeshift branch he’d used as a walking stick. 

But he had to count his blessings. He’d never even seen anyone since the bloodbath. He’d quickly found shelter during the disasters that wrecked several other people. If he picked his spots carefully, maybe he even had a chance of winning. 

Nubby considered his remaining opponents carefully. Auk was the major threat present. He was a veteran of the old KOTLs, and could probably take anyone else in a straight fight and win. He had to be accounted for. 

Then there was Rick. Rick was an interesting one. Nubby didn’t quite know the extent of his abilities, but it was unlikely that he made it to the final four through sheer luck. He’d have to have an eye kept on him. 

And then there was Oof. Oof was a real wild card. It was a miracle to Nubby that Oof had even managed to get this far. Fate must be conspiring somehow to keep him alive. Nubby could fight Oof, but he could not fight fate. 

Suddenly, the Mayor’s voice sounded throughout the entire arena. Nubby looked up and listened. 

“Well done on getting this far, you four,” she declared. “Getting this far is always an accomplishment.” 

“We’re having a feast. Come to the center of the arena to dine on the most lavish food you can imagine, meaning mostly a lot of different types of bagels. You don’t have to come, but I can assure you that you’ll be on a back foot if you do not.” 

Nubby considered not attending before immediately discarding the idea. He needed the food. The odds were high that he would die, but he didn't have a choice. 

OOO

Nubby walked about. The Golden Goose statue stood, completely empty. He’d once heard a story of a person who tried to hide in the statue in order to gain a tactical advantage. Completely silly, but he checked it anyway, and nobody was there. 

When the Mayor had called it a “feast”, she had been absolutely right. Roast turkey, gravy, cooked goose. Nubby had stuffed as many bagels as possible into an empty bag he’d conveniently found. 

Something was wrong. Nubby sensed it in a split second. The air wasn’t the right temperature. Perhaps some grass had been disturbed, or the tiniest of sounds had reached his ears. 

He dove forward and rolled, and it was a good thing he did that, because auk’s sword was just stabbing its way through the space Nubby had previously been occupying. If Nubby had even stopped just to turn and see what was happening, he would have been dead. 

Auk began to chase after Nubby, so Nubby ran away from Auk. However, Auk was still able to maintain a sprint faster than Nubby, and Nubby was aware that if he kept trying to flee, he’d get stabbed. 

Nubby pulled out a bagel and took a massive bite of it just as Auk successfully stabbed at him. 

The sword bounced off, dealing no damage, the bagel’s temporary invincibility keeping Nubby alive. 

Nubby tried to go on the offensive, slashing at Auk. However, it was clear that the latter had a great deal of practice with swords, parrying the attacks with ease while eating a bagel of his own. 

“So, what now?” Auk asked. “Are we to be two immortal beings locked in an epic battle until the trumpets-” 

“YAHHHH!!!!” 

Oof abruptly charged towards Auk and attempted to snap his neck with his bare hands. He actually managed to get his hands around the neck and twist, only to be stopped by the effects of Auk’s own bagel. 

Auk went to work, chopping and slicing and killing Oof rapidly, until the poor boy was nothing more than an extremely mutilated corpse. 

Unfortunately, by the time Auk turned to look around, Nubby was gone. He may not have been a fighter, but he was certainly a fast runner. 

Auk sighed. Three people left, and he now had access to the entire feast for himself. It would be enough. It would have to be enough.

“We’re having a feast. Come to the center of the arena to dine on the most lavish food you can imagine, meaning mostly a lot of different types of bagels. You don’t have to come, but I can assure you that you’ll be on a back foot if you do not.” 

best part of the chapter sorry to say it no competition